Next weekend I am going to Sexpo. Context being what it is, I cannot help but maintaining the phrase in my head, "my sexpo nightmare". Those of you in the know, who also traversed the basketball court and greenhouse TV room, lived through disco table tennis and the dance off, as well as the hand slut and vomiting in the neighbours front pavement, will know what I am talking about. I did not coin the phrase, Gim did.
1 comment:
you have been a bit slack with your blogging lately - no new entries! how was sexpo, did you buy yourself anything??
jo
xx
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